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He's carefully eyeing that marker.
"Why such a serious look, Peter? I've never seen you so perplexed by a marker in my entire stay in Wonderland." Resounding the whimsical nature inherent to Wonderland residents, Alice proceeds to play the fool. She knows far well as to why he looks so unnerved in the presence of the writing instrument.
Quietly uncaps and pulls out a marker.
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This update is mostly bugfixes, new menus, new fonts, and better multi-language support. A different group expressed interest in translating the game to Spanish so placeholders have been added for them. English is still only fully translated up to OP3 (after that some JP will appear). Most recent builds can be downloaded HERE Windows, Mac, Linux, Android are supported Project introduction Video Installation Guides
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' i'll definitely save you, too ' kakania @ isolde
──── ⪩⪨ 𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 (accepting). | @lightsmartyr
THE SPOTLIGHT THAT SHINES DOWN UPON ISOLDE IS NOT ONE THAT IS SHONE WITH THE EXPECTATION OF THOUSANDS OF ONLOOKERS BUT A SINGULAR WARMTH OF ONE INDIVIDUAL LOOKING BACK AT HER. There is no need to put up airs in this stuffy clinic of Kakania's, no, in fact, she is encouraged to shrug off the burdens weighing on her proper stature as folded hands rest gently upon her lap. But the tension persists - her gaze over Kakania's shoulders remains hollow; distant, as idle, loud thoughts of nothingness mixing with the discordant whispers of spectrals cut into the reality of murky dimness before her. Her ears ring and Isolde finds it difficult not to hide back into the comfort of the quiet hollows of her mind that she's personally carved out.
Hysteria... yes, maybe it was best to liken it to such worldly concepts. Perhaps then she would be assured that in Kakania's dutiful hands, Isolde would be able to be cured.
She breathes and it's much akin to inhaling a cloud of poison of her own making. (SUFFOCATION. Suffocating?) The tightness of her fastened corset beneath the silken dress stills her to the back of the chair; the invisible weight of books upon her head persists despite ridding of the appropriate etiquette training of a noble lady in her early childhood years. Such is the life of someone hailing from the Dittarsdorf bloodline. Talented eccentrics blurring the boundaries of life and death as they called upon the undead as muses, were they? Or accursed individuals acting as mere vessels of possession for artistic endeavors while unable to silence the voices of those who aimed to make contact? The imposter songstress believes that both, to a point, are true statements.
(It hurts - It hurts - It's too noisy - I can't breathe - I --!)
Yet, internal strife aside, Isolde remains put in her seat, unmoving. One may mistake the jewel of Vienna for a lifelike porcelain statue, unweathered yet representative of the people's affection. That is, if not for the fluttering of lashes above slow-moving orbs which only move to finally focus their attention on the doctor before her. How lovely the doctor was, this compassion of hers that would burn through the decrepit shadows, that blanketed void of darkness that Isolde would wear like the finest of jewels. But for once, Isolde feels hope reverb in her bosom. This ghastly carcass of hers - prone to fainting and all - is brought to life yet again once such pleasant words oozing of philanthropy are injected into the essence of her soul. Placebo? Maybe. However, if the good doctor says it, then it must be true.
"Doctor," pursed lips curl pleasantly, eerily at their edges - placid smile - manifestation of a newfound resolve budding at the swell of her chest, "I swear to you, I will repay this kindness that you've shown me time and time again and help aid you in reaching your righteous goals. And at that moment, I hope that you will smile deeply, from the bottom of your heart."
' can't you change your repertoire of greetings already? i almost died for real this time, you know? ' (dazai to yosano)
──── ⪩⪨ 𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 (accepting) | @ofcrossroads
"Ahh, I see. So a simple welcome back won't cut it anymore. I had no idea you had been promoted to president of the agency! Demanding this level of respect from me and all - that's the only appropriate explanation for your sudden gall in nitpicking my words." Haughty tone rolls off the tongue instinctually, gloved hand taking place in the curve of her side. Meanwhile, her other hand rests casually on the surface of the desk, utilizing it in such a manner as to cast her weight down to stare at the seated detective. Sure, there were visible signs of wear by the moderate level of scratches and bruises on the brunette but it was nothing compared to the more risky missions each member of the agency were deployed to handle at some point or another. Leave it to Dazai to chalk up the most minuscule injuries to a level of dramaticism that rivaled internationally known opera productions. A huff of breath, then, after her quick, doctorly assessment of his whiny state concludes. Diagnosis? A neediness for attention, much akin to a neglected kid. Terminal, surely.
"Now then, if you're done complaining and ready to put on your big boy pants, know that we're all waiting for you to begin the write-up on your report. It's essential for the upcoming debriefing and you know I don't like to dabble in meaningless overtime."
:: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ! ──── ⪩⪨ 𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓
' if you want my bones, i shall give them to you. if you want my heart, then i will gladly hand it over '
' so you want the right over my life and death? '
' even if you manage to save the world, you still won't be saved '
' you will live to the end and be happy '
' i am used to the pain. similarly, i am familiar with death. don't you already know this? '
' every story has a value. it is a story that is interesting to some people and salvation for others '
' what if all this was nothing more than a sweet lie? '
' i only liked the people i liked and saved the people i cared about '
' can't you change your repertoire of greetings already? i almost died for real this time, you know? '
' from the beginning till the end, i was always the one being saved '
' the hurt we inflicted on each other would not be erased '
' so many misfortunes exist in this world, so is there a reason to feel sorrow for every single one of them? '
' even if you do save one world, every other world you have forsaken will drag you down to hell '
' i don't want to be a monster '
' to someone who even lost the traces of loss, no such things as 'loss' existed '
' you know this too, right? the last one to laugh is the winner '
' it's been a while. you are still ugly '
' from the beginning, it was definitely dogshit '
' there is no magic that will heal all wounds just because someone else has a deep wound as well '
' we are life and death companions '
' i have no thoughts of saving you '
' i can kill all of them if i want. therefore, i can save all of them if i want '
' we promised. you forgot? '
' my death isn't a part of your plan '
' if there is no sense of death then the value of life also disappears '
' you want to save this world? it's the same for me, too '
' will i ever get to meet you again? '
' i like you. so don't die '
' i couldn't rage when i wanted to rage. i couldn't be sad when i wanted to grieve '
' you don't know anything so shut up '
' we'll be happy after this, right? '
' maybe, just maybe, i could've endured it '
' i wanted to live longer, even if i was a bit less happy. that's why i was a slave to capitalism '
' it seems to be that you actually enjoy dying or getting kidnapped '
' we can save the world. don't you know? '
' by the way, are you a couple? '
' the one who can save the world... it might be you, not me '
' someone was left and someone was leaving. no matter what was chosen, everyone would always reach their end '
' i'll definitely save you, too '
' do the ones that can't remember anything also forget about their sorrow, too? '
' i don't need a person like you '
' if i forget about everything... i won't feel this pain anymore, right? '
' can you promise not to give up on that goal, no matter what? '
' why, why is it not me, but you? '
' i shall pray that you may continue to exist somewhere, too '
' i remember the first time i was about to finish a book. it was like being deprived of the world '
' none of you will return alive '
' if i couldn't believe in him, who could i believe in the first place? '
' why did you die for us over and over? '
' just because i am a murderer doesn't mean i want to keep killing '
there is a beast in all of us, often intangible and muffled beneath its own incarcerating artifice, waiting. keqing is another walking prison, at first, controlled and collected and concise in work and word; it's a childish urge to poke the bear, see what swipes at the stick, then — it isn't: diligence is not reserved for the good, but it cements within her until they are synonymous and inseparable. [ before this, they strolled the market hand-in-hand and childe traced the peak of her knuckles. there are no illusions about what he holds: the callouses of a sword gloved in diplomacy, an efficient precision. ]
❝ my constitution, ❞ he huffs, lips twisting in his nostalgia and want to hold the hand that lashes, ❝ so you were paying attention all this time. ❞
the fair lady interjects, it's unsightly when something lives when it should be dead. white and red wisp his periphery and he refuses its bait, is occupied, is enamored. his eyes follow her hands, their grip on the sword, and he feels the glee of fulfilled provocation. there they are: her teeth. his own clench at her stab, the sink and twist of blade without adrenaline or other desire to numb, and childe knows pain, was not spared it in that hole or his recruitment or the years that follow a bloody tide, but there's a separate and unexpected sting of loss. his fingers dig the mud beside her, yet the eyes hold.
❝ i thought i was, too, but guess not. never expected you to leave things half-done. half-kiss, half-strike, half-dead. that's too pitiful. ❞ when the fatui deal with the half-dead, they sink bodies into abandoned lakes and let the ice take hold; freezing and drowning are both long deaths, punishments for the still-breathing when they aren't permitted to breathe. ( ajax, barely fifteen then, thinks, that can't be good for the fish; ajax, twenty-four now, thinks, osial is in these waters, can swallow the bodies. ) ❝ even the strongest can be fished out and gutted, keqing. if anyone has the patience and drive for that, it's you. ❞
osial is roaring. he can't tell if in anger or agony. the sword turns in his skin again and it calls guttural.
i see your beast now, comes unbidden, then the mouth, ❝ i'm afraid wounds are temporary lessons — one scar among others — but i'll bleed and see this as my punishment. just remember: i made a declaration to you, a promise, and i intent to keep it. ❞ a body that swims back until it can't.
TO BE BROUGHT UP IN A WELL-TO-DO FAMILY CAME WITH THE EXPECTATION TO BE KNOWLEDGEABLE IN A WIDE RANGE OF TOPICS. At the tender age of seven Keqing recalls the beginning of her interest in adventuring contrary to the main topics of studies that were emphasized to her in scrolls and books; how the survival handbook for besting the wilderness she had come across was clutched in her grasp with an intensity unlike any other. The instructions on how to cast your fishing reel, methodically grill your catch of the day over a warm fire, and cleanly debone the fish once cooked were spelled out in the most rudimentary fashion applicable, yet, nearly refined in its simplicity. Youth was not a barrier in halting the budding ideologies that caused her to be seen as something akin to an outspoken, overzealous heretic who managed to get disapproving looks even at her young age.
Contrarian of tradition and expectations from birthright down to even the preparation of food.
Keqing weaponizes something that was meant to flatter and bring attention to her - at the promising age of seventeen the Yuheng does not typically use a fishing rod to catch Tiger Fish, no; she dirties her hands in the depths of water from Guili Plains and stabs the target of her choosing ruthlessly and relentlessly, leaving no room for error. With the begrudging assistance of her vision, she imbues the accessory with electricity and makes quick work of preparing it to a state of light charring. Her methods are crude, brazen, and unladylike - actions betraying the appearance of one who wound up in the upper social echelon of Liyue by birth and maintained such placement due to her own efforts. And yet, the level of intent behind her fluid movements could not be described as anything less than careful and prepared - graceful. A favored pastime of hers - one of many representations of the walking juxtaposition of diplomatic personnel who had aspirations beyond herself for the greater good - the individual who was just a girl and traversed around nature with a strong mental (and physical) fortitude to weather the storms as a reward to cherish the simple things in life.
The sad part of life is that goodbyes are inevitable - and that destruction begets the ruination of otherwise fond memories and associations. Chill that manifests in trembling hands seems to muddy into a jittery sensation mixing heat with pressing cold - storm finding a home for its turbulence into magenta eyes. What is reflected back into devoid, bleary, unfocused overcast hues is a sordid sight - the skewered sight of man rejecting his own mortality - pathetic bloodspot tempering the flickering fire in her body just enough to keep her lit ablaze. ABERRATIONS HAD THEIR PLACE IN THE WORLD, BUT THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN KEQING AND CHILDE WAS WITH THE INTENT THAT THEY CHOSE TO MANIFEST. Such pondering of mortality gets cut short when the crash of waves in tandem with Osial's bellowing roar resounds past any guttural grunt spilled from @slaygue's lips.
"Death is too merciful a suffering for the likes of you. You deserve the worst kind of punishment imaginable bringing up such deceptive words like that when you're suffering a stab wound at my hands." (A 'SENTIMENTAL MAN', HE TOLD HER. A MAN WHEN SUBJECTED TO THE SCORN OF SOMEONE HE'D ONCE CARED FOR, REMAINS PUT AND REFUSES TO FIGHT BACK. SO WHAT MAKES HIM THINK THAT HE'S ANY DIFFERENT THAN THE REST OF HUMANITY?)
"I would poach you a thousand times over until your blood ran clean against my blade if it weren't for the consequences that are bound to follow. But don't worry," Handle on hilt shifts in trembling hands until grip returns secure, steel that meets hilt's end beginning to glow a familiar shade of violet. Her catch of the day had yet to be prepared in the manner she had long since adapted. He lacks the usual scent of electric-induced burns, the Yuheng notes. She pushes deeper.
"I intend to make good use of the gift that was bestowed to me. You should know it well. Since my hands are tied, I will simply have to compromise with my current limitations. I will drive you down to the brink of death and bring you back again until you can't take it anymore."
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"It was noisy." Laconic words draw out extra slowly as she stretches her arms up and over her head. So much for trying to squeeze in a short nap. Eyes flicker toward the destroyed ruins of littered metal on the floor for no longer than a second before finding their attention settling on her lap. Naturally, the destruction was her own doing, but she was simply too proud to admit outright such was the case.
"Seriously, why does everything need to be automated? The whirring is so bothersome..."
❝ wildly rushing into danger isn’t courage. ❞ ratio @ aventurine
tloz: twilight princess starters (accepting). | @lightsmartyr
"Ah - ah.~ Careful now doc, any more than that and I'll be inclined to believe that you actually care about me." Multi-hued orbs gleer into the scholar's own, flaunting the smirk worn proudly on his face as if it were an expensive rolex. Unabashedly shameless ; such is the life of the highroller whose gains outweighed even the most dedicated players in the revered Planet of Festivities. Head tilts as he demonstrates a growing level of amusement at the extent of his opposite's chastizing. (Yet old habits die hard - and Aventurine wasn't exactly walking the path of being a hero of the cosmos). "Besides, I think you're giving me more credit than what's due. Putting my life on the line like that wasn't out of courage - but surefire confidence I'd come out relatively unscathed. And here I am. Doesn't that alone speak volumes?"
Aventurine chuckles.
But the extent of his perseverance despite the odds stacked in his favor has never been a laughing matter.
"Now, I don't think I need to go into details repeating the obvious, but the IPC doesn't place bets on losing dogs. Ambitious gambles are placed - sure. But it doesn't take a scholar to know that any worthless collateral is quickly plucked away and weeded out in the grand scheme of things."
At the end of the day, such a conversation was pointless. The blond knew that better than anyone. Still, he decides it's fine that he humors such an empathetic line of thinking - Ratio briefly plucking right at the heartstrings of the young child deeply hidden away in the back of his head who, at one point, did indeed yearn for salvation. However, Aventurine's current disposition contradicts that child's heart of gold, steel having rusted over what he thinks is the concave space of where a heart should remain. Right hand's wrist rotates counter-clockwise until his index and middle finger stretch outward in Ratio's direction.
"You see, I have something of a reputation to uphold. And what better than this corporal cog to put his money where his mouth is? Funnel those tripled profits back into the machine when the winning hand presents itself. Ahh, but don't you go and misunderstand either. I get my own thrills rolling the dice when the risks are high. Be it in a simple game of poker, a strategic investment, or something more... lofty."
After an ample moment of provocation and taunt, his arms relax back at his sides and his posture straightens. He's made his stance crystal clear - not that he expects a man of science to truly understand the extent of his reckless (nihilism) hedonism presented on full display.
(When placed in a room full of mirrors - who is it that you see reflected back at you, Aventurine?)
"A jackpot's a jackpot. Doesn't really matter how you get there."
@azizam: alhaitham looking at keqing like... so we meet again.
"Statistically speaking, the chances of us meeting again in this manner are quite low. I have to question if this is intentional or not."
❝ i am not the villain in this story. i do what i do, because there is no choice. ❞ wrio @ navia -relightsmartyr.
idk where this quote comes from actually but will take random things in the inbox always (accepting). | @relightsmartyr
"I think we as the mass majority have come to understand this fact. Frankly, it comes as quite a surprise to me to hear that there are still individuals dubbing the renowned administrator of the Fortress of Meropide - one of the most just and fair institutions and examples of systemic reformation - as a villain! I dare say it would make more sense for one to call Monsieur Neuvillette a villain." The quip comes far more lighthearted than it would have prior, one that weighed less heavy on the heart and was provided as a simple observation of the simple state of affairs in how justice was divvied out in Fontaine's present day. She waves a hand dismissively, redirecting the conversation back toward the man of the hour.
"But make no mistake, you do make active choices every day when going about overseeing the fortress and its inhabitants. It is due to those very choices that individuals such as myself and those under your watchful eye hold you in high regard. While I'm certain the populace wouldn't liken it to a five-star getaway vacation, you are still giving those who were ensnared with a guilty ruling a chance at a second life with various accommodations and things to do. Reflecting on your righteous deeds in this manner - it's quite remarkable, no?"
❝ i wish you wouldn’t do such dangerous things. ❞ ( March and Misha )
tloz: twilight princess starters (accepting). | @indeliblepromise
"Aw, are you worried about me? A little wandering won't hurt anybody! Besides, security here is tight! And well... security aside, you found me too."
March 7th hums innocently as she looks toward the younger boy. After her shopping trip during the Golden Hour in the dreamscape, she thought it only be natural to explore The Reverie more intimately when there wasn't so much foot traffic. Nothing was as it seemed on the surface, after all! But alas, her plans failed when she was spotted by Misha and (what she would likely relate to) chastised due to her more childish tendencies when left unattended. Not wanting to spell any more trouble for the members of the express and representatives of the trailblaze, she complied with Misha's wishes for her to turn back and head toward the more populated areas of the hotel, albeit with him escorting her the proper way as well.
"Really, you shouldn't worry so much, Misha! In fact, aren't you curious about it? I mean... What if there are secret passageways that you haven't already come across or know of? Honestly, I think that you could benefit from getting a little lost too! That is... if you don't already know 100% of what's going on in The Reverie. I'm so curious as to what intel you have being this place's bellboy and all!"

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❝ what do you fight to protect? answer. ❞ @ keqing
tloz: twilight princess starters (accepting). | @slaygue | stellaron hunter verse
"What do I fight to protect?" Keqing parrots the words that meet her ears like a discordant shrill of ringing alarms. Noisy - burdensome - a distraction from what would otherwise be a run-of-the-mill mission for the freshly recruited Stellaron Hunter. It strikes her as somewhat comical that the man is intrigued enough to question her morality while the hem of her skirt drips with fresh metallic which paints the floor below her in a coagulating pool. Perhaps it's for this reason that when her mouth opens again, she opts to answer him instead of eliminating what she had originally thought was an anomaly in her checklist of objectives to meet.
"Absolutely nothing." Gaze casts off toward the distant sunset; a sunset where orange collides with purples and blues. It's quiet now. She no longer has to worry about collateral damage fussing about. Such collateral damage, too, lay deathly quiet on the pavement, reaping the additional consequences of being struck down by lightning moments prior. A silent night indeed.
"Maybe in the past I could have given you the typical shill you'd expect from some kind of hero. 'For honor! For my people! To protect those that I love!' As for today? I aim to protect nothing. You are sorely mistaken if you think that where I stand now I'm some well-to-do savior of good faith. The truth of human nature is not so kind. In fact, it's cruel and disgusting. And you know what? Sometimes in order to proceed forward you must stand on that podium of those who cast scorn toward you and embody the very same evils of abject horror you see reflected back in your eyes to prove a point."
Keqing exercises an ample amount of consideration toward her opposite to fully register the sentiments she's uttered as she pushes back stray locks from ponytails over her shoulders in the immediate downtime. In truth, it matters not if he agreed or disagreed with her current-day values. However, it did serve Keqing some benefit, too, being away from the echo chamber that was the red string tying the Stellaron Hunters together and being able to convey her thoughts to an unknown third party.
This, too, was in the script.
"Go, and don't say a word of what you've seen here." Dusting off her dress, she wraps up this chance meeting before readying for this scene's prompt exit. Blade would be arriving soon enough to get her, after all. Bloodied or otherwise. Then, she shrugs plainly. "Or go ahead and tell them. Maybe then I'll start accumulating a bounty of my own that's actually worthwhile. Either way, history will have its eyes on us, and it won't be for the simple ideal of protection."
tloz: twilight princess (manga) starters
❝ i was shattered. i lost everything. ❞ ❝ i warned you not to take me lightly. ❞ ❝ we’re partners, aren’t we? ❞ ❝ ever since we’ve met, you’ve been disobedient and rude. ❞ ❝ take suffering as your companion, and unease and fear as friends. if you do, darkness will become light. ❞ ❝ it’s a cold world out there. you’ve gotta learn to trust folks. ❞ ❝ as you stand before me now, you’re all desperation and bravado. that is not true bravery. ❞ ❝ you can’t change your past and you can’t change who you were. you can only decide who you’re going to be. ❞ ❝ resentment is a trap of the heart into which everyone falls. ❞ ❝ you don’t look well. are you ill? ❞ ❝ you were born into life with a destiny. you cannot run away from that. ❞ ❝ you carry a smouldering darkness inside you. ❞ ❝ it’s considered impolite not to give your all in a fight. ❞ ❝ at dusk and dawn…it’s easy for all sorts of things to sneak by. ❞ ❝ since that day, so much has changed for me. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. it’s been hard, huh? ❞ ❝ a true hero must shoulder a heavy responsibility. ❞ ❝ stay calm. move cautiously and remain vigilant. ❞ ❝ one more time. try telling the truth. ❞ ❝ why keep fighting until you’re just a broken wreck? ❞ ❝ if we start a fight, we must be ready to hit back. ❞ ❝ in the end, it’s easier just to be selfish. ❞ ❝ i was lost without you. i was lonely. ❞ ❝ why do i so often taste this sense of loss? ❞ ❝ i think both our journeys are pointing to the same place. ❞ ❝ power does not inhabit a blade without bravery. ❞ ❝ did you hear something? like the cry of a beast… ❞ ❝ what’s wrong? if you’re too weak, then just leave. ❞ ❝ what is strength? is it displays of power mocking the weak? destroying beauty simply to satisfy your greed? ❞ ❝ you get too worked up over things. ❞ ❝ easy for you to say. i’m the one getting beat up. ❞ ❝ i don’t need thanks. i didn’t do it for you. ❞ ❝ depending on your attitude…i might be able to help. ❞ ❝ if you don’t do as i say, i’ll take your arm off. ❞ ❝ as leader, i will not choose the path of pain and death for my people. i must protect them. ❞ ❝ strength isn’t about power…it’s about being brave. ❞ ❝ you have good eyes. the eyes of a proud beast. ❞ ❝ if the need arises, i will not hesitate to pick up a sword and fight. ❞ ❝ i guessed you had a secret past. people can try to hide it, but nature shows through. ❞ ❝ i was lying when i said i’d never held a sword.❞ ❝ there’s no time for sentimentality. ❞ ❝ if someone comes in who knows about your past, i’ll protect you if they try to hurt you. ❞ ❝ is there something strange about me? ❞ ❝ be careful…there have been monsters around here lately. ❞ ❝ choose…surrender or die. ❞ ❝ when i feel uneasy or afraid i just think: ‘this is my mission’. ❞ ❝ don’t take me for nothing more than a fine doll good only for decoration. ❞ ❝ i’m nothing more than dirt. i’m not worth all that effort. ❞ ❝ why do you think we’re any safer here? ❞ ❝ don’t die on me now. ❞ ❝ ha! even you have a good idea sometimes. ❞ ❝ i fought through all kinds of monsters to get here…and i survived. ❞ ❝ i’ve spent so long looking for you! i’m so glad you’re safe. ❞ ❝ people are always hovering over me…and it’s so suffocating! ❞ ❝ some detours lead to unexpected good luck. ❞ ❝ you say whatever you think…i’ve never done that. ❞ ❝ there is no greater joy than helping a friend. ❞ ❝ what do you mean ‘never mind’? ❞ ❝ these days such peaceful travels are rare indeed. ❞ ❝ wildly rushing into danger isn’t courage. ❞ ❝ didn’t you say there’s something you need to do, no matter what it takes? ❞ ❝ i sense unprecedented danger approaching. ❞ ❝ how do you feel now, looking back upon yourself at that time? ❞ ❝ as usual, you’re a wimp. ❞ ❝ resentment is dangerous. it comes in through the slightest crack in your heart. ❞ ❝ i’d go to the ends of the earth for you. ❞ ❝ it really hasn’t been that long, but you’ve grown into a fine man. ❞ ❝ now is the time for us to take back all that was stolen. ❞ ❝ one thing’s certain — those aren’t human. ❞ ❝ what do you fight to protect? answer. ❞ ❝ i wish you wouldn’t do such dangerous things. ❞ ❝ if you got hurt due to my mistakes…i don’t think i could live with that. ❞ ❝ why would you do all that…when we’ve only just met? ❞ ❝ it’s a pretty name. perfect for you. ❞ ❝ once your wounds heal, you’ll need to leave right away. ❞ ❝ the hero on his knees! quite a sight. ❞ ❝ how does it feel to be so strong? quite a rush, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ you’re all puffed up on your own arrogance…drunk on your own pride. ❞ ❝ i once wondered how good you are…now i see you’re really skilled. ❞ ❝ i’m not physically strong like you…but my wits, brains and analysis can be helpful. ❞ ❝ don’t say you can’t accept that this is the end. ❞ ❝ you just want to satisfy your own ambition and lust for power. ❞ ❝ it’ll be all right because we’re together. ❞ ❝ why would you leave me at a time like this? ❞ ❝ for the first time i feel like i’m overflowing with incredible power. ❞ ❝ there’s no time for doubt. you are the chosen one. ❞ ❝ your problem is that you demand absolute perfection. ❞ ❝ there is no easy path. but you can definitely overcome it. ❞ ❝ i’m so very sorry. i broke my promise. i hurt you. ❞ ❝ that’s the spirit. hate me more. only then will this fight be worthwhile. ❞ ❝ i thought you were dead. ❞ ❝ well…? say something. or has my beauty left you speechless? ❞ ❝ i never forgot you. not for one moment. ❞ ❝ sorry for killing the mood. ❞ ❝ light and shadow are two sides of the same coin. one cannot exist without the other. ❞ ❝ if you desire something…then that is my desire too. ❞ ❝ who says i’m afraid of you? ❞ ❝ your weapon is little better than a toy. ❞ ❝ all that awaits you is despair. ❞ ❝ i’ve done the unforgivable. i betrayed you. ❞ ❝ i’m here to repay you for what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ since i’ve met you, we’ve travelled a long way…and a lot has happened. ❞ ❝ are you on a journey of self-discovery? ❞ ❝ that was a great strike. if i was a hair slower, you’d have gutted me. ❞ ❝ when i was young, i wanted to be a hero. ❞ ❝ your struggle is futile. ❞ ❝ as you can see, i know how to fight. ❞ ❝ my hatred toward you will not be satisfied by merely killing you once or twice. ❞ ❝ you’ve been through a lot. ❞ ❝ whose side are you on? light or shadow? ❞ ❝ if you run then we’re done for! fight to survive! ❞ ❝ i’m not strong enough. not good enough. ❞ ❝ i must crush your bones, rip out your organs and relish your lingering cries of pain. ❞ ❝ that was close, huh? ❞ ❝ rest now. you don’t have to fight any more. ❞ ❝ i bear this sword so i can protect my home in times like this. ❞